My world, Your world, Thier world.

A Forbidden Place

Chapter 1

Forbidden....

We don't go There. For two reasons, It's forbidden, and those who do never return.

Except for Lurel, she returned, but she came back a mad woman, crazed, delusional, and disoriented. So yeah, we don't go there. Or at least they don't but I've always been curious as to what lies beyond there. Everyday I go to the forbidden place I don't go in, I just go to the edge, were the mirror touches the stony gravel. I just stand there, with my toes curled around cold pebble stones.

Here

I don't exactly know why but, I think I'm just waiting for something to happen as I am today, standing in the dull warm light of the dawn. It's never cold here in fact I'm not even sure what cold is. Something different, something less than perfect for this world is too perfect there must be something else, no one fights no one messes up,except for me, and no one get sick. and I guess that's a good thing but I don't think that's real however I wouldn't dare express this thought aloud in fear of getting in trouble by the elders. We shouldn't question this prosperity that has lasted a hundreds of years -or so I've been told, I'm only 16 and wouldn't know such things. All I know are the rules the many-many rules we must follow. The 2780 rules we must abide by.

"Isabue!"

Rule one: girls must not leave their house before 7a.m. and must be in by 10p.m.

It's 6:45.

"Isabue!" They call again I don't bother looking back. I already know who it is for there is only one person who would know were I'd be at this time a day.

Baron.

"Isabue. You need to come back before the others get up. " He says taking my hand as if I was a small child, but I don't mind. Baron has always been a type of big brother to me. Since we were small we've always been together and to my annoyance I think he'll never see me as anything but his little sister.

My hand feels small in Baron's big callused hands but if I had to pick I think they're one of my favorite features of his because they're so warm. Baron is handsome, one of the most handsome boys in our village, he's 18 technically a man but his boyish personality makes him young at heart. He has brown curly hair, warm brown eyes with a small mole under the corner of his left eye and a goofy smile that forces you to smile even when you don't want to.

But he's not smiling right now.

"Issy how many times do I have to tell you, you shouldn't come here anymore?" he says. "You can't keep doing this"

I look down at my feet they're dirty and there's mud between my toes. "I was about to come back." I say.

"When? When your father came looking for you instead? If anyone else besides me found you here..." He trails off. We both know what would happen if I was found here. I would be labeled a rule breaker, basically a traitor to order and multiple things could happen after that. I could be put into servitude, or shunned, or even beaten and imprisoned. The elders do not take lightly to rule breaker and I know Baron is just worried about me.

" I'm sorry." 

He doesn't answer he just gives my hand a little squeeze to let me know he's in the process of forgiving me again.

I take one last look over my shoulder before we exit the wood I can still feel the pull of the mirror on me as if something's waiting for me and it's all I can do not to go running into it, but I don't I just let Baron guide me home once again before the morning bells chime.

"Thank you." I tell Baron"And sorry again." I say walking up the steps to my house.

"I know ,I know, just...."I know he's having a hard time. I was almost caught last week by Mr. Cunard who's always been suspicious of my behavior ever since the first time when was sleep walking and almost walk right into the mirror when I was little. I don't remember much but I do know it was shortly after my mom died and no one could explain it.

Baron shakes his head like he's forgotten something and when he looks back up he's smiling. "Hey, do me a favor. Meet me at noon in our usual spot will you? I have a surprise for you."He say barely able to contain the excitement in his eyes, but, before he even gives me a chance to answer he already sprinted half way round the corner.

Smiling to my self as I slowly and quietly sneak back in I don't notice my father sitting on a stool as I enter so my heart drops when I here him ask.

"So were have you been?"